Don’t Mess With the Rock Chicks

Chapter 169

Jolene wrapped her woolen shawl tightly, the colorful liquid in the shot glass in front of her, gleaming ghostly in the candlelight of the table.

Jolene knew there must be something fishy in the wine.

She didn’t know if she had been drugged, but the concentration of alcohol was definitely different.

Sophie drank like water, drinking several glasses in one go, without changing her face or beating her heart.

Those people behind her must have been her henchmen, and they cheered at the top of their lungs every time Sophie drank.

Jolene was afraid that he was not drunk to death, but was noisy to death by them.

Soon after a round of drinking, Sophie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and raised her chin at Jolene: “It’s your turn.”

Jolene picked up a glass and just put it under her nose when a pungent smell of spirits hit.

She was sure that their wine must be different, otherwise Sophie could not drink such a strong wine without a reaction.

Sophie was afraid that she wouldn’t drink, so she stared at her: “What’s wrong, Jolene? I’m afraid, I dare not, you won’t regret it…”

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Regret is not enough, since you want to play, play to the end.

Jolene lifted her neck and drank the glass of wine, and her

brow knitted as soon as it entered her throat.

God knows how bad it is, Jolene must be pure wine, not a single drink.

Sophie cheated. The drinks she drank were probably pre- mixed drinks, which were different from hers.

She swallowed the wine, and it was like a fire snake

meandering down her throat, burning her entire intestines and stomach.

She calmly raised her eyes to look at the people across from her, drinking all twelve glasses of wine one after another.

Although it was hard to drink, Jolene’s drinking capacity was good and he wouldn’t get drunk.

She finished her drink and pushed the empty glass towards Sophie.

The latter raised her eyebrows, and she knew that one round couldn’t beat Jolene, and she had a second round.

She waved to the yellow hair, and they served two more dozen drinks.

After they put the wine away, Sophie picked up the glass in front of her and was about to drink it. Jolene stopped her: “Miss Gellar, let’s drink it instead.”

With that, she dropped the wine in front of her and Sophie’s.

Sophie was a little stunned, didn’t expect Jolene to have this

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trick.

“What are you doing?”

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“Anyway, isn’t the wine all the same? You drink mine, and I’ll drink yours.” Jolene said as she picked up a glass and drank it, her brows relaxed.

Sure enough, Sophie’s wine is not wine, it’s a proper drink. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The yellow ones are pineapple and the red ones are watermelon.

Well, green cantaloupe is best to drink.

Jolene quickly finished drinking all the wine, and raised her hand to Sophie, who was still in a daze, to signal that she could drink: “Sophie, please.”

Sophie doesn’t drink, she doesn’t drink.

She is the whole Jolene, such a strong wine, even if one round can’t drink her, two rounds and three rounds can she still not pour?

Moreover, the third round will also add ingredients. After drinking it, it will be half a life if you don’t die.

Seeing Sophie’s hesitation, Jolene expressed her

understanding: “Miss Gellar can’t do it? It doesn’t matter, you can not drink, but…”

She pointed to the rippling swimming pool downstairs: “If you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, Sophie can jump into the pool.”

When Jolene smiled, the small pear vortex on the corner of

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her lips also looked charming and cute.

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Sophie couldn’t help but grit her teeth and wanted to tear Jolene apart on the spot.

Of course she didn’t want to drink, but Jolene didn’t talk so well.

She propped her hands on the table and stared at Sophie: “Sophie, you won’t regret it, right? I drank it all, isn’t Sophie al little unreasonable? Forget it, if you really don’t drink, don’t drink it, but no matter where Sophie sees me in the future, it’s better to walk around.”

Jolene said and got up. When did Sophie get so angry?

She raised her glass and poured it down.

Jolene folded her arms and watched her drink with interest.

One cup, two cups, three cups…

Then, Sophie’s face became more and more ugly.

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